and when he said to me, why are we like this? pretending to be strong but we're not. if only i could just hug him and cry together, i would. but i couldn't. i just saw his back fading and it stabbed me. stabbed me so bad. so bad and i lost my words. i felt numb. i felt dumb.
Monday, September 24, 2001
About Me
- Name: astrid reza
- Location: yogyakarta, DIY, Indonesia
a writer and a single mother to my toddler son, asabhumy. a literature and history geek. a yoga addict and having an obsession with tibet.
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